I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

"What should I buy at noon?"

Guangyou looked at the dazzling array of dishes at the vegetable market, a little at a loss.

Especially for people who are like him with a phobia of choice, every time they choose these dishes is simply a nightmare.

It's okay if the dishes have been decided before, but the answers of the two sisters are surprisingly consistent-"Whatever, don't choose."

This makes him very uncomfortable.

"Is it a pain to be able to cook?"

Guangyou stood in the middle of the aisle of the vegetable market, ignoring the passersby by his side, and fell into deep thought.

"Forget it, go in for a stroll, what to buy what you think of."

No matter how many times, Guangyou still feels that the vegetable market here looks cleaner and tidy. Even in this very ordinary small vegetable market he is visiting now, there will be no rotten vegetable leaves on the ground.

"Vegetables on this small island country are really expensive. Compared with our Huaxia, they are really incomparable."

Guangyou glanced at the sign on the cabbage, sighed, and shook his head.

A cabbage is equivalent to more than a dozen yuan of soft sister coins. If it meets other seasons, the situation of a cabbage forty or fifty soft sister coins has not never happened.

Guangyou has even heard of a strange incident in which a tomato farmer was arrested by the police for stealing cabbage from another person's vegetable plot and selling it.

The most weird thing is that this incident is not a story, but that it did happen...

This is very strange, people steal money and jewelry, you steal cabbage.

When he heard the news, he thought he had crossed to the QQ farm.

Returning to the theme of buying vegetables, bargaining can happen everywhere, but Guangyou is too lazy to bargain, so he usually follows those bargaining aunts, waits for them to quickly follow up after they have bargained, and come to the boss. The last sentence "please give me a copy."

This method has succeeded every time without exception, saving Guangyou a lot of money and a lot of bargaining.

"Should there be any festive food on Hinamatsuri?"

Just when Guangyou decided on the next dish, he realized this problem.

Festivals generally have their representative foods, such as zongzi for Dragon Boat Festival and dumplings for Spring Festival...

"There should be Hinamatsuri too, right?"

Guangyou still has a very superficial understanding of Hinamatsuri. If it weren't for a little sorrow, he would not bother to understand Hinamatsuri, a traditional festival on a small island country.

Unless he has a daughter in the future, he may be more diligent, learn about it and then celebrate the Hinamatsuri for his daughter.

In other words, will you want a boy or a girl in the future?

Compared with Pilippy boys, girls are really cute, and dad’s intimate little padded jacket...

No, I digress.

Guangyou shook his head, threw this kind of idea that I don't know how long it would take to come true, and continued to think about today's lunch.

"If not, is there some discrimination?"

This kind of thinking is of course impossible, and Guangyou also knows this. In order to understand what the traditional diet of the Hinamatsuri is, he has to ask the boss here.

Guangyou raised his head and opened his eyes, looking at an older woman who seemed to be more talkative at a certain vegetable stall, and asked: "Auntie, my mother asked me to buy ingredients for the Girls' Day."

At this point, Guangyou paused, holding his mouth and pulling his face, so he made a pitiful look and said, "But I didn't make the list and forgot. Auntie, can you tell me what to buy?"

To be honest, Guangyou didn't like his deliberately cute appearance, even a little disgusting, he secretly vomited: "This kind of thing is still the most proficient in Conan."

But there is no way. After all, he can't tell this aunt that he is for a girl or even to know beforehand for her daughter to celebrate the festival...

He didn't need to tell these unrelated people about him.

Seeing Guangyou, the aunt at the stall also habitually put on a smile. After hearing his question, the aunt was also slightly surprised.

"Little friend, are you buying for your sister?"

Just like this aunt's first impression of Guangyou, once she said this, he knew it was basically done.

Anyway, it was a fake excuse, and Guangyou wouldn't explain it, so he followed the conversation, nodded to her, and said, "Yes, my mother asked me to buy things in advance, but I forgot."

The aunt smiled at Conan, and praised: "Then you are really a good boy."

"So awkward."

Guangyou smiled on his face, but felt sad inside. This name almost made him get goose bumps all over his body.

If you are a real child like Step Beauty, you will probably be happy for a while because of this compliment, but he is not a child in his heart!

He still can't refute, Gan!

...

In Mingmei's apartment, Xiao Ai got up from the sofa, walked to the tape recorder, and pressed the play button again.

The melodious tune once again echoed in every corner of the room, Xiao Ai also shook her head gently with the music, and smiled again on the corners of her mouth.

"Shiho, why have I never heard this song."

Mingmei also heard this song just now, but at the time her attention was focused on the two people taking pictures, and she basically didn't even hear the lyrics clearly.

Now it was empty and I could listen carefully, only then found out that she hadn't heard the song before.

Xiao Ai sat back on the sofa, closed her eyes and listened to the music carefully. At the same time, she explained to Mingmei: "He sang this song "Snow Flower" to me."

"He sang this song to you?"

Mingmei knew from the first moment that he knew Guangyou's identity that he could change her voice, so she didn't have any doubts about the boys in the song.

Compared to this, she was even more surprised that this song was actually sung by Guangyou to Xiaoai.

"Did he write this song to you?"

After this thought popped out of Mingmei's mind, she was out of control. She really became more and more envious of Xiaowei, and couldn't help saying, "Zhiho, your luck is really good."

Xiao Ai shook her head lightly and explained: "He said he didn't write this song."

"That's pretty good too."

Mingmei doesn't care about this at all. It would be great if she could sing. It is impossible for this kind of love song to sing from the mouth of her family.

"Ok."

Xiao Ai leaned on the sofa, closed her eyes and listened to the song, and nodded in agreement, "And it's also very nice."

"The story told by this song is really beautiful."

Mingmei used the lyrics and melody to make up a picture. The characters in the picture were replaced by her and hers, which made her mouth unconsciously reveal a happy smile.

However, the reality is cruel. She quickly woke up from her fantasy, and sighed helplessly when she remembered that she hadn't seen that person for two years.

This trace of sadness came and went quickly, almost the next second after the sigh, Mingmei continued to be immersed in the song, and continued to fill the picture in her mind.

Since real life can't realize her wish for the time being, put some of her emotions on this song that narrates a beautiful love story.

The two sisters closed their eyes and listened to the music quietly, immersed in their brain-filling world.